Bad traffic can still be beautiful


This person’s day went to hell fairly early on. Fortunately it only slowed me up a bit getting into the City this morning.

I hope everyone came out of this OK. Sadly, I suspect not considering the level of police activity. But there was still beauty to be found while I waded through an hour of traffic caused only by the extraordinary jackassery called “rubbernecking”.

It’s not necessary and it wastes a lot of time, gas, and emotional energy.

No plea for sympathy here… if you want to feel bad, feel bad for the folks who were trying to get out of the City who were stopped dead by the accident investigation. Innocent victims to be sure.

Maybe they had good coffee with them? More photos here.


The week in links (10/11)

Yummy Autumn Treat

Toss the pumpkin seeds with cardamom, and cocoa nibs, then drizzle them with honey. Place them close together in a single layer on a cookie sheet and bake in the oven for 5 – 7 minutes. Remove and let cool completely.

Try not to eat too much.

1/3 cup pumpkin seeds
1/4 tsp. cardamom
2 tbsp. honey
1/4 cup cocoa nibs

Everyone remembered!


It gave me great joy that almost everyone who showed up today at my parents house to deconstruct the sukkah and enjoy some grilled food said something about my grandmother.

Also to my delight, some said they knew because of the post.

My father pointed out that his birthday would have an interesting sequence next year, and I later learned that my sister-in-law will have an interesting anniversary sequence the year after.

This is about as far as my numerology will extend.

Maybe just for once, we were all the good ones?

10 • 10 • 10 “You be the good one.”

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My mother’s mother was born October 10th, 1910.

It’s October, 2010. That’s two of three tens. In a few days I’ll celebrate her life on the day of her 100th birthday. Sadly, it will be without her.

She reminded each of her grandchildren, in the midst of any conflict, “You be the good one.”

Excellent advice for anyone.

Join me next Sunday in this centenary celebration by taking a moment in the midst of whatever you’re doing, especially if you are arguing with someone, or on the verge of a conflict, to remember her words, and act on them. You’ll be better for it I assure you.

She also made unmatchable tuna salad, and the very best sweet gefilte fish ever. No holiday goes by without our thinking of her.

She was the good one. Always.